For the eighth straight week, Drake’s Views has held steady at No. 1 on the Billboard 200 chart, the longest consecutive run for a male artist since Eminem’s Marshall Mathers LP in 2000.

While both Drake and Eminem seem very much of particular times and places, Eminem’s distinct personality was always defined by his anger and over-it attitude. Drake, on the other hand – oh sweet Drake – is a bundle of emotions! and heartbreak; equal parts the boy I want to take home to my mom and the guy who gets a little too annoyed when I don’t respond to his texts right away.

It’s not surprising that 16 years later Eminem’s fiery brand of acrimony has been mostly extinguished from relevance, but it seems unlikely that Drake would share a similar fate. Narrating his own emotions like the narcissistic millennial he is, Drake isn’t at risk of burning out because – let’s be honest – there’s not much fire there to begin with.

But what about the other side of that coin? Could Drake fade away?

As the years pass him by, he’ll eventually change his name to an emoji, a sad face, perhaps, with a single tear

If millennials are between the ages of 18 to 34, and Drake is staring down the barrel of 30, then is his on-trend style in danger of eventually entering middle age? What happens when crow’s feet and salt and pepper in his hair render Drizzy ridiculous for singing about booty calls?

Perhaps acting will beckon him back after all these years. He’ll start out with bit roles in comedies, land a break as an action hero in a Hollywood blockbuster and then find a new audience with an emotional, supporting role in an independent drama. The next thing you know, he’ll bag an Oscar nom in his mid-’50s for portraying a lonely curmudgeon, embittered by life until he’s forced to adopt the children of an estranged younger sister who dies tragically.

Or maybe he’ll stick with this music thing, and grow into an iconic soul performer. It could begin as a concept album, perhaps sold under the name of an alter ego called Aubrey Graham. He’ll reclaim his childhood, give up on trying for the mass market appeal of his past (because he can be more real now) and start singing the blues in smokey gastropubs and lounges, perhaps even in the same building Frings used to be. As the years pass him by, he’ll eventually change his name to an emoji, a sad face, perhaps, with a single tear. And there he’ll be, clad in a fitted turtleneck, now more mauve than taupe. What little hair remains is gathered under a pageboy cap – just like the one his grandfather used to wear during those long walks in Forest Hill.

Or he’ll just become a celebrity politician – mayor of Toronto, even. The key to the city John Tory gave him way back in his younger, wilder days will be encased on his office wall. A man of the people, he’ll ride the TTC on weekdays, at rush hour no less, to show he understands. He knows. And during the wee small hours of the morning, every once in a while, Torontonians will hear the faint sound of a croon, a cry, a rap even, in the winds blowing all the way from Weston to Kennedy.

We may not know what the future holds for Drake, but we can rest assured that just like his Views atop the Billboard chart he is here to stay.